Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Laos and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Amazonics to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Pet Shop Boys. All the underground hits.
All D'Angelo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gap Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gun Club record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Eden Ahbez,
Alphaville,
Monolake,
48th St. Collective,
Eric Dolphy,
Iggy Pop,
The New Christs,
Arcadia,
Panda Bear,
Q and Not U,
The Stooges,
Reuben Wilson,
the Association,
Sex Pistols,
Suicide,
Trumans Water,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Sonics,
Pagans,
Agitation Free,
the Germs,
Dead Boys,
Jacques Brel,
Eric Copeland,
Terrestrial Tones,
Procol Harum,
X-101,
Brick,
Organ,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Stiv Bators,
Livin' Joy,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Cowsills,
Flash Fearless,
E-Dancer,
Lucky Dragons,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Peter & Gordon,
The Toasters,
Soul II Soul,
Sam Rivers,
Hardrive,
DNA,
Matthew Halsall,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Connie Case,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Count Five,
Scott Walker,
The Skatalites,
Goldenarms,
Black Moon,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Metal Thangz,
Ultimate Spinach,
Barclay James Harvest,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Motions,
Spoonie Gee,
Alice Coltrane,
Colin Newman,
Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.